[DORRIE]
He'll be walking away whistling
Whistling, whistling
Walking away whistling
Whistling come dawn

I could give him an ocean of loving
I could give him a mountain of care
But a wandering man is a wandering man
And there's oceans and mountains out there

He'll be walking away whistling
Whistling, whistling
Walking away whistling
Whistling come dawn

I could lay him a table of plenty
I could spread him a bed of down
But a wandering man is a wandering man
And he'd never rest easy in town

He'd be walking away whistling
Whistling, whistling
Walking away whistling
Whistling and gone